Amoudou means ” Travel ” in Tachelhit, a Moroccan Berber dialect. Nonetheless, it has nothing to do with the occidental meaning of travelling around the globe as another form of entertainment, or simply sightseeing. Moving around stating what is genuine or authentic has shown to be pointless. Regarding the “third world” countries as an exotic Atrezzo or,even worse, as a spiritual reservoir for the typical occidental spiritual crisis does not help enlightening one’s mind.
Amoudou be has more to do with the concept of a life-journey, moving around as a nomad, seeking for a place (or maybe a trail ) where one can find a certain purpose of being.
Nowadays, I understand that many of the places, I’ve been to in my country, were made out of human migration. I am myself a product of human migration. But this human movement is rather to be seen as a permanent transactional phenomenon rather than what we see in the news todays. That’s the kind of journey that genuinely contributes to both the humans flow and to the place itself. There is a pragmatic romanticism to it, since we’re all migrants, even in our own countries. This series explores this movement all across North Africa´s trails and roads. Human flow not regarded as a destiny, but as the road.
North Africa is definitely a territory in which many nations flow. Territory no longer seen as a container of a single nation, but rather a place where different people always mingled around.
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By Zakaria Wakrim